mypurplephernalia

Category: Poetry

  • When love is spoken, not felt.

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  • ”Her Company”

    By Ke-Ilah Collins I had thought, These walls were for my own protection. Take hatreds flame, for warmth she said, she gave- ”let bitterness stay, we dare not let it dwindle down.” A thought said, ”I am loving myself in the dark, while keeping her nightmares out.” I believed I could secure my inner realms.…

  • Wishful Thoughts

    By: Ke-Ilah Collins I wish that I were the sunshine, smiling over you. Then perhaps we could fit… I wish I could be close to you, like your co-worker is, still stealing glances, or the first woman who made you feel loved…Then I could stare without excuse. Without you interrupting my thoughts, bashfully asking me…